"Oops!"

"There won't be any trouble for God, right?"

The faces were full of worry, and they were nervous, and even some despair.

More than ten meters in the air.

The evil god glanced at the three gods beside him, then turned to the direction of the Yanhuang tribe, and a sneer appeared on his face and shouted loudly.

"God of Light, get out of here!"

"Last time I was careless and told you to win. I see how you will fight me this time, haha!"

The cold laughter echoed throughout the Yanhuang tribe.

"He is the evil god?"

"What about the three around you? The momentum is almost the same, won't it?"

"It's over..."

Montenegro and other messengers were suffocated by the lineup, their hearts trembled, and their eyes were filled with despair.
Chapter completed!